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Character: Min Yoongi x reader (oc)

Genre / word count: Angst, Future Smut/Mature scenes, Arranged Marriage! AU / 7,089 words

Summary: He is the successor of his family’s business empire, and you are the female heir of yours. After the trouble his older brother had created in the past, he now must face certain requirements needed for the sake of the family’s future and to save his rights of inheritance, and you become his only way out. Everything might seem so simple, just the way they are supposed to. But everything isn’t always what it seems, is it?

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Doubt (reader x Bucky Drabble)

Characters: reader x Bucky, Natasha

Summary: A competition about who loves the other more reveals a deeper, sadder truth. 

Warnings: some fluff, then the angst. Sorry. 

Word Count: 1082

A/N: I don’t know where this came from but my brain wanted some late-night angst, so here you go. Perhaps I shouldn’t dwell on past relationships and their pitfalls late at night. Hm…

Originally posted by gliceria


You paused for a moment, tangled in an impossible dress that Natasha insisted you try on. Where the hell were the sleeves in this thing?!? Defeated, you decided to pull the dress off over your head and reassess the sleeves/neck hole/straps situation. Only Nat would find interest in such a complicated article of clothing.


Freed from the cloth, you smoothed down your hair and took another look at the dress.


“If you don’t answer that damn phone, I’m gonna smash it,” the redhead bellowed from the changing room next door.

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Never Would Have

Requests: “Could you do an imagine where the reader is also a witch and with Kai. Just after he died the reader found out she was pregnant. She had twins (whatever genders). When Kai came back in the latest episode, Damon calls her to tell her that he’s back when him and Kai are in the car and Kai hears the twins in the background (maybe they call her mom or something and he knows she’s their mother). Then the reader brings the twins to see him? Thanks xx” (Credits to gif owners!)

“You guys be good, Damon is calling.” Y/N gave a stern look to her son who was about to tackle his sister. The twins stopped, nodded and sat on the floor together to watch cartoons. The ringing phone reminded Y/N that she had to answer soon or else it would go straight to voicemail. Lately when Damon called it was important. She gave it a second after pressing the answer button, “Hello?”

Damon was in the car. She knew that much. A window was down and there was heavy breathing. “Y/N!” She knew the vampire was smiling. “How is my favorite…household?” Y/N wiped her forehead. What? “Uh look, you don’t have to answer that.” He was struggling. “Can uh…can you stop by my place? Say, ten minutes?”

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I guess I shouldn’t pretend that I didn’t feel the end coming, some words come easier than the truth. I’ve been saving my thoughts for a rainy day, but it’s everyday. I’ve been saving my feelings for a better day, there’s no better day than today, right? I’ve been saving every dime to buy myself a new smile, I’d go broke just to see it happen. I’ve been saving my heart for someone special, I really should just look into the fucking mirror. and the only thing distance has taught me is how far my feelings can travel, how breaking windows with loose change only makes my pockets deeper. they will tell you that distance is why we love harder - we’re always stretching for words to find the meaning our hands close on alone, trying to find ways to hold on while borrowing breaths we don’t have. After a while, it’ll feel like I never even knew you… but loving you was worth losing you. I guess I really shouldn’t write about you anymore, but I will. I guess I really shouldn’t love you anymore, but I will. I guess I really shouldn’t dwell on the past anymore, but I will. The drugs will sound a little softer the next time my heart decides to sound out your name in a rhythm of hey, i remember you like it was yesterday, the way your smile invited my lips over for a conversation, the way your body language said we’ll be just fine, you and i, the way your heart doesn’t beat like it used to, the way my eyes looks when it’s past 24 hours of no sleep, the way my words seem like a maze, the way that i’ve wronged you, the way that i write about it in every metaphor, the way that we weren’t meant to work, but we did and that’s the worst part, isn’t it? even love turns its back on you.
—  The Ate & The Bunso

anonymous asked:

Do you know any good noragami fanfiction i should read?

ohohohohohhooooo, you have come to the right place.

In Spring I Said I Love You by @fushiginokunino​ has yet to be dethroned as the fic that gave me the most feels, and if you read I dare you not to get misty. It’s very sweet and very well-written and I can’t recommend it enough.

In the Darkness is the published fruits of @yatorihell​‘s labor on a Harry Potter AU. Good luck surviving it. Everything in her collection so far has been very humorous, in-character, and well-written.

May Our Fates Intertwine by 79AuRa88 is a poignant fic with a gorgeous, melancholic, fairy-tale-esque narrative style. It’s been one of my favorites for a very long time.

Now and Forever is an ongoing fic by @leopah​ about what would happen if Yato made Hiyori his shinki after the hospital arc. Ina is an astounding writer and has meticulously shaped her speculation in this fic so as to make it feel basically canon. It’s also a trainwreck of emotions, OTL. (She also updates regularly every Saturday. Go forth.)

Red by pseudocitrus is a classic bittersweet Yatori fic. Their writing is incomparable.

reverse by songs is a short, sucker-punch of a fic that kind of broke me…forever. blight is a bit longer, and had much the same effect.

Solstice by threesmallcrows is one of the staples on my rec list, simply because it’s phenomenal. It’s also one of the first norafics I read, and very near and dear to my heart. (It does get rather dark in moments, so keep that in mind.)

Swing For the Fences by @eerna is an amazing fighter AU that is very cleverly and beautifully written. (AND IT HAS ART!! Seriously, who told her she could be good at art and writing.) I’m not personally caught up on this fic yet, but that’s going to change very soon (I swear).

@sinemoras09 is another incredible author who walks the line between hilarity and heartbreak in a lot of their fics. Thousand-Year-Old Virgins exemplifies the former, A Blessing the latter. Their AO3 page is here, and it’s basically Kazubisha heaven.

@the-delivery-god has a ton of amazing Noragami fics on her AO3. A lot of them are super heartwarming and fluffy, which is great for the current state of the manga. :’) I really love It Started With a Text and Dwelling in the Past.

4.18.17 // 9:30pm // april 17-23 weekly spread

remember when i said i’d post more regularly since my busy week is over? yeah its still busy… i’m trying though, i promise

here’s my spread for the week! i messed up about a billion times on the quote part on the left, so i covered it up twice (the page is now very stiff). i also messed up the numbers until i realized once i got to saturday. not the prettiest spread i’ve done, but the quote on the right is one of my favorites from rent. i tend to dwell on the past and past mistakes, so i have to constantly remind myself not to… -m

I guess Im just a really nostalgic person. I just really miss the memories we shared. From staying up until 3am cuddling and saying sweet nothings to each other to confessing how much we both loved one another. Now I just look at old pictures and dwell too much into past moments that made me the happiest.
Sigil List of thesigilwitch

This post is an attempt for me to compile all the sigils I created during my time as thesigilwitch, as well as the sigils that were made and posted by me at thesigilworkshop. For (what I hope is) convenience’s sake, they will be sorted by intent / purpose, alphabetically.

Some of these are so, so old, and I’m so ashamed of them, but here they are.


Animals and Pets


Communication and Speech


Courage and Bravery


Deities and Worship


Employment and Business


Focus and Concentration


Habits and Addictions

Health and Healing

Home and Hearth

Invisibility and Concealment


Magic and Spellwork

Memory and Clear Mindedness

Mental Health


Money and Finances


Moving On

Plants and Gardening




Relationships and Love

Self Love


Spirit Work




Truth and Honesty

Joke Sigils

“Say” | a critical role fan song (demo)

In Whitestone, Kima and Allura sort out their feelings. (takes place sometime between Critical Role episodes 57 and 58) 

Here’s the FIRST DEMO of my Kima and Allura duet! I love these two so much, and wanted to explore what they might have happened between them in their past and while they were waiting for Vox Machina to return.

Scene Premise: Allura is meditating, working on the arcane barrier protecting Whitestone, and Kima is impatiently waiting in the room.

Now that the demo is done, I’d really love to flesh this out into a more polished musical number. If you’d like to help at all (piano transposing, adding other instruments, redoing the composition, lyric change suggestions, singing for either singing part!) PM or message me!

FINAL DEMO (with updated lyrics!): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FodxC8vl2ns

final lyrics after the cut

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INTERVIEW-Heon Hwa Choe(kilart)


your work are epic with your own style, no matter the pose or the final quality just so perfect, could you share with us some of your inspirations, normally how do you start a new painting 🙂

Kilart: There are times when I paint with plans as well as other situations when I draw spontaneously. If possible, when an idea of a painting comes up in my mind, I try to remember it through a brief rough sketch. Instead of including so much information, I try to express by focusing on a particular topic.
For instance, I start and make progress for the topic with a brief goal like light illuminating on one’s face or a woman who is reading a red book. Then, the rest are decorated additionally. It is just that I try to avoid the scene where the character is standing.
Moreover, If possible, I try to integrate symbols, objects, and decoration that actually exist. I think that it can heighten the impression or power of delivery of the painting. Even when it comes to a suit of armor, I try to think of the form through elements that actually exist instead of just a structure that comes from imagination.

could you share with us some interesting stories after or before you choose to be an artist

Kilart: Before, I produced conti and 3D animation trailers in a game company. It was an attractive operation but it took a long time to understand the tools or conduct production so I considered that painting is a way to promptly express my worldview. Also, I was attracted to the fact that I could further express my personality. Accordingly, I changed my occupation from my old job and I am currently very satisfied.

could you recommend one or two of your favorite artist and the reason you like them

Kilart:There are so many artists but as of now, they include Adrian Smith, Adam Hughes, and a Western-style painter named Jean-Leon Gerome.
I refer to them when I study paintings, but I was also impressed by their world of art works and distinct styles.
In case of Jean-Leon Gerome, I personally like his works that reflect on Orientalism.

your favorite thing after work, what do you do for relaxing

Kilart:I like watching movies that I look forward to or going on a walk. These days, I am learning how to swim. I like the fact that I cannot think about other things while I focus on my breathing. I think it is the best way to release stress.

with so many awesome works which one or serious is your favorite, and any reasons

Kilart:Recently, I want to gradually give changes to the style so I try not to look at past works. I realized that it is hard to bring changes if I dwell on past paintings.

could you share with us some tips for younger artist who want to be awesome

Kilart:Look at other people’s paintings and do research on it. Conduct research, slowly and deeply. What you see in paintings reflects on how much you know.
Even with the same painting, there are times when those that were viewed roughly bring significant meaning after time passes. I think there is a need to observe more narrowly and deeply instead of trying to absorb so many things.
I believe that the secret is to limit the resources instead of using too many resources.
Moreover, when it comes to skills, I think that it is faster to make an appeal of one’s personality instead of painting well in order to advertise oneself.

do you normally start with black and white sketch first, then Colour it, and the style looks different with before also, can you share with us some of you thoughts behind these epic drawings ;))

Kilart:Generally, I use the method where I paint with Grayscale and then use overlay or multiply layer to paint.
It is not because Grayscale has a special secret method in particular. Instead, it is to focus only on the form and light and shade. Once the form becomes completed in a moderate manner, then I paint colors at around 30%.
Grayscale can provide unity in color so it is convenient for complicated paintings.
However, black images and images completed with color also give off a different impression so there are situations when I color from the beginning according to the situations.
I think that there is no significant difference in the result regardless of the method. I believe it is important to clearly set up which color to use to paint.
Before, there were many works that blended animation together but recently, I am trying to bring changes into a more realistic style. Actually, it is an old habit that does not change easily so it feels difficult. It is considered that focusing on the character is attractive and gives off a strong impression but from now on, I would like to come up with paintings that display the overall scene.

the most crazy things you’d did recently :))

Kilart:I assume that many people have experienced it, but a few days before the deadline, I saved with the past data just about when I was finalizing my work.

all images©Kilart or their respective copyright holder.
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Parent had an Addiction- Josh Dun

Prompt: Hello! I was wondering if you can do a josh dun imagine where the reader had a family problem when she was a child like a parent having an addiction or some sort and having to open up to josh? Thank you for your time 😊

Requested by: @5sostopandmore

Word Count: 612

A/N: I am so sorry that this is so late! I am really behind on school and I picked up some extra hours at work. I promise that I’ll get the next few requests up as soon as I can.
               This work is unbeta-ed so all mistakes are mine.


               Fifteen years. It has been fifteen years since you moved out of your home and into your grandmother’s. Your mother’s drinking had gotten out of hand. She was almost constantly drunk and when she wasn’t drunk, she was horribly hung over. When she was drunk, she had a terrible temper. She never had hurt you, but you were scared that she might.

You had let this slip one-day sixth grade and next thing you knew; child protection services had put you in the care of your grandparents.

               “Y/N?” Josh’s voice broke through your thoughts.

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17 things I learned when I turned 17
1. You don’t have to tell your parents everything.
2. Listen to the music you want.
3. Even if you are absolutely head over heals in love with someone, it doesn’t mean they are the best one.
4. In school, work until the bell rings. Don’t pack up.
5. It’s okay to cry over someone who broke your heart.
6. Go on many vacations as you can with your family.
7. Love your dog. Don’t punish them for something they don’t understand.
8. Be with your grandparents as much as possible. They won’t be around forever.
9. It’s okay not to forgive someone right away. But try to be on good terms with them. Even with that one boy who cheated on you.
10. Love will come out of no where.
11. Put your phone down.
12. Hang with friends
13. Trust your gut. Even if you really don’t want to.
14. Take classes you actually enjoy. Not that you think would look good for colleges.
15. Listen to as much music as you can. You’ll learn to love things you never thought you would.
16. Get your license. It’s great.
17. Try to forgive and to forget. Don’t let the past dwell on you.
—  17 things I learned when I was 17
In Every Way You Can Imagine

Characters: Reader x Hobi (J-Hope)
Genre: Fluff + Suggestive Smut

You and Hobi had been friends for the longest time. You always thought of him as a protective older brother, but does Hobi feel the same way?

A/N: This one ended up a bit longer than I had originally planned..

I sat on the window ledge gazing outside. 3AM was quickly approaching but sleep was the last thing on my mind. Instead my mind was wandering to the events that occurred a few weeks ago. When my boyfriend of two years had decided to dump me for his newly found love in America. I wasn’t the type to dwell in the past, but today would’ve been our 3-year anniversary. 

The rhythmic pitter-patter of the rain was somewhat comforting. However it didn’t satisfy the void that only Hobi, my best friend, could fill. I wanted nothing more than to message and tell him I needed him. I knew he’d come over. He always did. That’s exactly why I didn’t call him. He had dance practice in the morning and he needed his sleep. After all, him and his band mates barely got any rest to begin with. 

A heavy sigh escaped my lips.

 I should probably get some rest too. Maybe if I wake up early enough I can stop by Hobi’s place… A smile appeared on my lips, seeing his smiling face was enough to make the rest of my day.

A loud persistent knock startled me out of my thoughts. The noise echoed through the empty apartment.

Who would it be at this hour? Having seen way too many horror movies, I cautiously moved towards the door grabbing the baseball bat Hobi had put in my coat closet for protection.

I opened the door; bat in hand, to find Hobi standing before me like a ghost. He was soaking wet and shivering from the rain. 

“Jung Hoseok, are you insane?!” I barked, pulling him inside to the warmth of the apartment. I observed his drowned cat state with worry. The rain had drenched him from head to toe. His clothing clung to his tall, lean body. His hair was stuck to his forehead. I reached upward instinctively to wipe his face with the sleeve of my shirt. 

“You weren’t answering my texts.” He replied, his body still shivering from the cold. He reached up to hold my hand with his icy finger tips. 

“My phone’s battery died and I couldn’t find the charger! Oh my god Hobi, what am I going to do with you?” I sighed, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. 

“Offer me a warm shower, make me hot chocolate and tell me you love me?” Hobi said, his contagious smile appearing on his face. I rolled my eyes and retracted my hand from his. 

“Quickly, get out of those clothes and take a shower before you get sick. I’ll put dry clothes on the bed for you.” I said, gesturing him to follow me to the bedroom.

“Okay but what about my hot chocolate?!” Hobi called after me. A giggle escaped my lips at his whiny voice.

“I’ll see what I can do.” I replied walking into my closet to find one of his many shirts and sweatpants that I had stolen from his dorm.  I returned to the bedroom to hear Hobi start up the shower. I laid out the clothes on the bed for him and went to the kitchen to make hot chocolate.

 Catching my reflection in the mirror, I couldn’t help but notice the smile that refused to leave my face. Just his presence in the apartment made it light up. I carried his hot chocolate carefully into the bedroom.

As I pushed the door open, my entire body came to an abrupt halt. My eyes scanned Hobi’s shirtless figure before me. His body was long and adorned with lean muscles. I stared in admiration at his bareback. A quiet gasp escaped my lips as I watched him bend forward picking up the shirt from the bed.

Hobi turned around with the shirt in his hands. Suddenly, I regretted giving him the shirt to cover his outstanding dancer physique. My gaze skimmed over his perfectly chiseled stomach. Since when did Jung Hoseok have a six pack? My eyes travelled to where the sweatpants hung low on his hips. My bedroom felt like a sauna and the sweater I was wearing wasn’t helping at all.

 “You’re drooling,” Hobi spoke, breaking the silence. My empty hand shot up to cover my mouth as my head snapped up, eyes locking on his face. A devilish smirk emerged on his face as he realized I had actually believed his comment.  I quickly removed my hand from mouth and cleared my throat.

 “Just put your shirt on,” I said moving towards to bedside table behind him to put the hot chocolate down.

“Aw, but I thought you were enjoying the view…” Hobi taunted.

 “I’ve seen better,” I said, not meeting his eyes. My breath caught in my throat as I turned around to face him. His features had suddenly darkened, his eyes smouldering. The shirt that was previously in his hands was now discarded on the floor. 

Hobi took one step towards me; his arms tightly gripped my waist pulling my body against his. He leaned down resting his forehead against mine.

“You really shouldn’t have said that.” Hobi whispered, his voice held a heavy promise that he was dying to fulfill.  His eyes searched mine, looking for the answer to an unasked question. I unconsciously lurched my face upward; my trembling lips millimeters away from his. He bent forward, his soft lips meeting mine in a gentle caress.

Our noses brushed against one another as Hobi tiled his head deepening the kiss. His hands gently pushed my sweater up and rested on my waist. His fingers soothingly stroked my bare skin. My trembling hands rested on flat his chest. A low moan erupted from him as I caressed his soft skin. I felt breathless but unable to tear myself from his addictive lips. 

His lips moved to my jaw, then my neck, showering its length with kisses. He stopped at the based of my neck. His lips parted as he teased my sensitive skin. One of his hands slipped further under my sweater stroking the length of my back causing a soft moan to escape me. I felt his lips curve into a soft smile. He leaned back away from me. I glanced towards his face to see him admiring my neck. Specifically the spot where his lips had been a few seconds ago. 

Feeling self conscious, my hand reached to cover the spot Hobi was staring at. One of his hands grasped it while his other hand wrapped completely around my bare waist pulling my body flush against his. His eyes locked on mine setting my body ablaze. He intertwined our fingers, leaning his forehead against mine. 

“You have no idea how badly I want to throw you on that bed and have you in every way you can imagine…”


The Qualms of Having an Si Function

I hate that I always dwell on the past. I can never truly get over something. Sure, I can detach myself from it and not give a fuck but at the end of the day I don’t forget about it. If you hurt me emotionally, I’m going to keep thinking about it years later, even when I try to just let it go. I can never truly let things go, and this is the real qualm of having an Si function.

Growth Demands Change

Personally, I used to be a person who hated change. Because for me I would have to deal with a lot of adjustments. And I don’t want that. It means having to leave what is familiar. It means leaving my comfort zone. And why would anyone want to leave their comfort zone?

But God had to break that mindset of mine because it kept me from growing. He never intended for us to stay like babies. He wanted us to grow. He wanted us to mature.

“I have a lot more to say about this, but it is hard to get it across to you since you’ve picked up this bad habit of not listening. By this time you ought to be teachers yourselves, yet here I find you need someone to sit down with you and go over the basics on God again, starting from square one—baby’s milk, when you should have been on solid food long ago! Milk is for beginners, inexperienced in God’s ways; solid food is for the mature, who have some practice in telling right from wrong.”

Hebrews‬ ‭5:11-14‬ ‭from the Message Bible perfectly explained to me that God intended for us to raise our standards for ourselves. We ought not to be contented with being immature in our old ways. We need to have a vision for ourselves. To be better than who we are right now. You want to grow? Be prepared to change.

2017 is coming. A new year will begin. People will be more open to change. But being open to change will not cut it. We need to be disciplined!

“No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it.”
‭‭Hebrews‬ ‭12:11‬ ‭NIV‬‬
Discipline is not an easy thing, but the fruit of that discipline would be worth it. So rejoice when you are being disciplined. Strive to finish what you have in mind. Don’t look for shortcuts! Progress doesn’t usually look like a straight line, but choose to move forward. Choose to have a mindset that says “Consider it done!” and make it happen! Don’t be discouraged when it doesn’t work the first time. Persevere! Change is a process. It’s not an overnight thing. We are a work in progress.

“Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.” -Isaiah‬ ‭43:18-19‬ ‭NIV‬‬

I believe God has a lot in store for us this 2017. I know when we go through those changes in our lives, God would be there by our side. He is making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland. For sure that is something you could look forward to. So welcome changes, however uncomfortable or painful it might be. Because you cannot grow if you will not change.

Challenge yourself to change. Change any mindset that is not according to God’s word. Change your habits and attitudes to be more Christlike. Change your perspective to look at things like how God does. Change how you respond with problems and difficulties. You know, just change. We are not made to conform anyways.

Keep changing. Keep growing.

Have a great 2017 ahead! :)

So yesterday at ren faire joust they have you cheer on a knight based on where you sit, and our knight was the green knight. And his name wasn’t anything cool like Sir Maximus or anything like that. He wasn’t even Sir anything. His name was literally Larry. Just Larry. Fuckin, Larry. And when he came out he said, “Hey guys I’m new at this and I haven’t won any yet but let’s not dwell on the past I can probably do it today.” And then he proceeded to try his hardest but not get like any points. And in the sword battle at the end he was the one who died first. And I was like, man, Larry is more than just the green knight. Larry is a metaphor for my generation. We show up late to this game that’s been going on for forever and we try our hardest to play by those rules and it we just keep getting our shield knocked off and our horses keep freaking out on us but every day we show up and we’re like, “Hey guys I haven’t won any yet but today’s the day I can feel it. I have no reason to think that but today’s the day!” God bless Larry the Millennial Knight.

Why Black Velvetopia is my favorite Psychonauts level

Ever since my favorite LPer started playing Psychonauts (plus the fact that he just finished Black Velvetopia himself), I’ve been thinking about this a whole lot and I figured I’d take the time to write this up because I just need to get it out somehow.

I’ve been in love with this game for a decade now, and ever since I played it for the first time Black Velvetopia has pretty much always been my favorite level. I’ve always loved the visual style of it, and with the level being the mind of an artist I can really appreciate it on an artistic level as well. But now that I’m much older, the more I think about it, the more I discover why it’s really my favorite level.

For those that are unfamiliar with the level or in need a refresher, the way you progress through the main part of Black Velvetopia is by going through this big winding street without getting trampled by the bull less you get shoved back to an earlier spot.

Now here’s the thing.

The entire design of the level is a literal representation of the past trying to push you back, and if you want to move on you need to push yourself forward to get over it no matter how difficult it may be.

Edgar’s issue was that he kept dwelling on the past and obsessing over it to the point where it would just entirely consume him; his past being his girlfriend leaving him for a jock, which in his mind are represented by the dancer and the bullfighter. Edgar himself saw himself as the bull in his mind; the creature that gets slayed by the bullfighter time and time again.

That really resonates with me. To be honest with you all, I dwell on past stuff a lot. Not a single day goes by that I don’t think about all stupid things I’ve done and said, all the friendships that I couldn’t repair, all the promises I’ve ended up breaking. It doesn’t matter how recent or long ago they happened; they still eat away at me emotionally. This is sort of why I’ve just gotten quieter and, well, less social as time goes on.

But at the end of the day I just can’t let those thoughts keep pushing me back. I need to keep moving forward less those thoughts completely consume me to the point where I can no longer function in society. It’s hard, but it’s what I have to do if I want to make a career for myself. And seeing that amazingly represented not only by going into a person’s mind, but specifically the mind of an artist… it really means a lot to me.

I honestly don’t know if the devs planned this from the very beginning, or if I’m just looking way too deep into a silly videogame about jumping into people’s heads. Either way, it’s all the more reason for Black Velvetopia to be my favorite level.

Psychonauts is a wonderful game. Sure it has issues here and there, but when you really look into it, you can see just how much love went into the concepts and designs of every single mental world. I swear, there’s a mental world or character that will definitely resonate with anyone that plays this game.

anonymous asked:

What makes a cancer moon so unlikeable not saying everyone hates them but what's the cons

Well I have one and I’m literally always depressed if I’m not talking to someone so I actually rely on communication or I get as close to suicidal as I can and dwell on my past but also we’re emotionally manipulative and if paired with an air sign it can be a mess

But I mean the pros are like
i guess

  • Caroline: *actively seeks out everyone she has wronged and apologizes and takes responsibility for her actions*
  • Elena: i cant dwell on the past or else ill get sad again and no one wants that right i mean my pain is more important than yours also u cant rlly blame me for all the terrible things ive done im elena after all arent u supposed to be worshiping at my altar or something =)